06/18/2026
Æbleskiver. In June. Over open flame 🔥
Back home in Denmark, these little golden spheres are a Christmas thing.
December only. Tied to a season, a calendar, a tradition that says wait your turn.
But here's the quiet gift of building a life abroad: you get to rewrite the rules.
The traditions come with you, but they shed their fences.
Æbleskiver in midsummer? Sure. Why not.
And fire? Fire has no limitations. No season, no menu, no rulebook.
It doesn't care what month it is or what's "supposed" to go over coals.
So of course the cast iron pan goes straight onto the embers, seven perfect rounds turning gold the way they have for generations
Built it. Fired it. Learned it. Ate it. 🇩🇰
